The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5477

Yet Rachelle did not take the pill from him.

"Darryl Darby!" Rachelle bit her lip tightly, speaking in a tone devoid of emotion. "Don't you think for a second that I'll forget what happened in the past just because you made me a pill."

"I said that I would get back at you after I avenge my Senior Brother. You keep the Spirit Return Pill to yourself."

As she said the final word, Rachelle turned her face to the side, refusing to look at Darryl.

Uhh…

Darryl's outstretched arm froze at the words as he was torn between helplessness and amusement.

This girl was so petty.

She still had not forgotten her purity at a time like this.

At the thought, Darryl was about to talk her down when a roar sounded from outside the hall.

"To hell with you, Darryl Darby."

This was followed by the window of the hall shattering, before a figure burst in radiating the aura of a thunderbolt. His hands were in front of him, casting two heavy blows against Darryl and Rachelle.

It was, of course, Martin.

Martin had been ready to strike back when Darryl had finished the Nineturn Spirit Pill, but he had held back seeing as Darryl was still going to make another one. Now that the Spirit Return Pill was done as well, Martin did not hesitate a single second before striking.

Buzz!

In the blink of an eye, Martin had appeared in front of the pair as he radiated a terrifying aura and bore a crazed expression.

Ha ha… both these precious pills are going to be mine.

"Martin?"

Darryl got a fright at the sight of Martin, as shock and rage washed over him.

F*ck, when had this bastard gotten here?

Rachelle's figure quivered at the sight as well as she roared, "What do you want, Martin?"

At the same time, Martin fell backwards slightly as his face soured briefly. He stared at Rachelle in shock and disbelief.

This woman had been capable of blocking my blow so powerfully despite being injured. Would she not be even more terrifying if she were not injured, then?

At the thought, Martin's gaze blazed with murderous intent.

This woman was a huge pain in the neck. He would have to take her out today.

At the thought, Martin exploded with internal energy once again as he stared Rachelle dead in the eye. "I can't believe the Holy Nun of the True Flame Sect would be this powerful. I'll have to see just what she's made of today."

As the words rang through the air, Martin shot forward again like a loose cannon in Rachelle's direction.

Rachelle did not panic one bit at the sight, soaring into the air and launching into a fierce battle against Martin.

All that could be seen was the battle growing fiercer and fiercer— yet Rachelle's face was getting paler by the second. It was obvious that she was not going to be able to hold on for much longer.

F*ck!

Darryl was beside himself with panic at the sight. He saw the Nineturn Spirit Pill on the ground from the corner of his eye, and rushed over without second thought.